"Be obedient and you'll be my good sister," the corners of Cheng Songyang's mouth twitched and he put on a fake smile. "Go home and try to persuade Mom. Treat the Ji family better on the day of the banquet. Only when I'm well will our family be well. Then both of you can continue to live such a luxurious life. Do you understand?"
He patted Cheng Liu's cheek twice with his big cold palm. The bone-chilling coldness seemed to spread from her cheek all the way to the bottom of her heart. Cheng Liu could not help but tremble and her lips quivered.
Looking at his sister's terrified expression, Cheng Songyang felt a sense of joy in his heart. The smile on his face grew bigger. "I'm asking you, do you understand? Answer me quickly."
His palm slowly slid down to Cheng Liu's neck. His large palm tightened slightly as if he could snap her slender neck in the next second.
